Seasons Archive
Requiem
by Matei Vișniec
Requiem
by Matei Vișniec
Premiere: 22.01.2016
Last performance: 08.06.2016
Duration: 1 h 30 min / Pause: No
50 lei; 40 lei; 20 lei
Dabija looks at death the way he looks at life – or history marked by wars or haunted by the spectre of Communism – with lucid detachment, with crude and aggressive, up to visceral humour. The vividness of Vişniec’s text feeds the voluptuousness of its grotesque and gives him an extra reason to prove the absurd of an existence in which we shall all inevitably step into.
Requiem marks the border between history and memory, where death appears to be impersonated by the Dead for their Homeland – worthy or unworthy – expressly claiming their rights to march at the homecoming parade. The direct dialogue, devoid of subtleties, one might say, but which so elusively filters out the meaning of the catchwords, the oscillation between lyrical frailty and cruelty, but also the dose of raw humour from Ada Milea’s songs are rendering Requiem a parable filled with wit and irony about war, death and the „life” in it.
« […] Requiem is … a burst of laughter and crying, as the history of human suffering is tightly interwoven with the absurd, the grotesque and even stupidity.
I thank Alexandru Dabija, because he has approached these words and has let himself stirred and inspired by them. I have been waiting for a long time for this encounter with Alexandru Dabija – an artist of subtle energies for whom I could write day and night, and, for that matter, the text of the Requiem has gained nuances and has replenished after the start of the rehearsals.
On my path as a playwright, laid out on over four decades, the encounter with the National Theatre of Bucharest is pivotal. I remember my teenage years, when I was entering this theatre as a temple, fascinated by its actors and by what was happening on its stages. I have nourished myself a lot, in my youth, from the performances of the Bucharest National Theatre, and the idea that now I could hear my own words on one of its new stages fills me with nostalgia and excitement, it is as if my life started all over again. » Matei Vişniec
Translated by Simona Nichiteanu
| The General: | Marius Rizea | The Intendant: | Gavril Pătru |
| The Officer: | Ioan Andrei Ionescu | Mother: | Afrodita Androne |
| Troțki: | Mihai Calotă | Lenin: | Mihai Munteniţă |
| Stalin: | Lucian Iftime | The Dead of the Homeland: |
Cristian Bota Nicholas Cațianis Eduard Mihai Cîrlan Sorin Dobrin Ștefan Huluba Emilian Mârnea Mihai Niță Mihai Nițu Vladimir Purdel Andrei Redinciuc Alec Secăreanu Andrei Seușan Ionuț Toader Alexandru Voicu |
"One of the things I like about Alexandru Dabija is the serious manner in which he deals with “heavy topics” with a sense of humour. The director tackles through comedy „the great issues of mankind“– religion, death, homeland –, showing an inborn antipathy towards piousness and a consistent refusal of performative snobbery.
(...) Dabija’s Requiem is a funny show about the patterns in which we archive the memory of wars, but even more, it is a batch about the small human flaws which we cannot escape even beyond death ".
Oana Stoica, Dilema Veche – The Comedy of the Dead
"Matei Vişniec’s text not only has substance and humour, it has universal scale, a powerful impact (especially nowadays), a timeless dimension - in any corner of the world, in any kind of conflict, people remain people, mentalities and routine outlive the dead, we do not learn from mistakes, we do not rectify the horrendous lessons of history. Mankind displays a frightening force of reproducing errors, a kind of teenage idleness, a suffering not assuming the past as a compulsory dimension of the future.
"Requiem" is both a memento and a hilarious delirium of these ghosts clinging to death with a terrifyingly vital enthusiasm".
Răzvana Niță, Port ro – The Return of the Soldiers
"Dabija extracts war from the concrete unit of space+time and throws it into universality+eternity. Thus, we are no longer talking about the dead of a world war (sorry, I cannot write this in capital letters), but about the dead of all wars from which mankind has not learned anything. An anthology of ferocity/ voracity which, when they do not stem from pure hunger, are strictly stemming from stupidity. And stupidity is tragicomical and we cannot help but defend ourselves from it, with laughter.
The table of the dead for the homeland, well coagulated, sounds like an organ under the fingers of a skilful musician".
Gabriela Hurezean, Muses and Arms – NTB Premiere: ”Requiem” with ABBA and Twister